Salt Spray
The sudden mist against my cheek
awakens me in an instance
lifts my chin to feel its crispiness
the tickles of wet tingles my awareness
as a late evening breeze blows my hair as if
on the prow of a sailboats’ deck
sending the verge of cold little shivers
along the nape of my sweater
with the incoming sea crashing ever closer
tide flow just below as I sit to watch
twilight upon us in plumb burnt to orange
soft light a vibrant impression in glorious sunset
hand painted of watercolors spread loosely
I find soft harmonies played by waves mighty song
amazed to find each days’ gift living here
hearing the daily ballads pour from doorways
and sharing connections of new found happenstance
in this dusty towns’ neighborhood in Mexico
5-4-2021
ALL YOURS (May 5) Poetry Contest
1st Place
Brain Strand
Copyright © Jeanne Mcgee | Year Posted 2021
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